This is a song about "She gangsta"

You all act like gangsta but afraid to be rude

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

A thug on drugs, a gangsta, load the chambers, it's rodney king,

Now she attentive, i bet she listen to everything

Telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

Fuck the police, ice cube and gangsta rap made me do it,

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked

She said the nigga she hated

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Enter my gas chamber, ya gangsta, my ass